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[ It only takes a moment — thirty seconds at most — for the door to open after his text goes through. She's always like this, punctual and prompt. The shift is in her demeanor: a little tense, like she's seen a raincloud in the distance and expects it to bolt across the sky. (In other words, what she expects people will expect from her. At least it's not the first time she's thought about how to present herself in the wake of an abduction, even if this one wasn't orchestrated by her own hand.) ]

Hi, Elias.

[ She doesn't fully smile, remembering their conversation in the portrait hall, but her expression still brightens upon seeing him. And that's genuine, at least, even if so much else isn't. ]

Can I—

[ Her fingers, curled into her sleeves, tighten in their hold. This is pushing an invisible line, she knows that, but things have changed.

He looks at her differently, now. ]

Can I hug you?